[ Roland watches Eight work diligently on her materials, giving her whatever space she needed to create her adhesive. It's an interesting sight to witness, and something he would take note of about Eight moving forward. He wonders briefly where she learned how to do all of this, and so specifically too... ]

[ At her exclamation, Roland offers a smile back and nods in some sort of approval, her concoction looking quite like paste as one might expect. ]

Wow. That's definitely better than a cute glue stick. Well done. Did you just happen to know that recipe by heart?

[ To aid her, Roland takes the empty jars and opens the lid up for her to scoop the adhesive in. ]